Monarch of Summer

I await your coming for the flowers are blooming and the grass is high… lilac branches still bare and shivering in the laggard lion’s breath of March they await your kiss, Monarch of summer. purplish buds sprout from gray lilac branches -- daffodils bloom Though all the tulips are gone having served as desert for gophers, the worm and the grubs stir in the wet spring soil… and the hyacinths have replaced the crocus’s blue the paper narcissus now, scent the air. red breasted robins hop between hummocks of grass -- bird bathes fill with rain From the within the green pupa, soon you will stir ..the membrane will thin, sheer as a curtain in a spring breeze adorned in polka dots and wings like the crinolines of spindle legged virgin daughters at first communion... you will emerge with lash long antennae ready to fly. leaves of cone flowers push through the brown soil of spring -- anthills rise I await your coming for the flowers are blooming and the grass is high… lilac branches still bare and shivering in the laggard lion’s breath of March they await your kiss, Monarch of summer butterflies born. Forms: Free Verse & haiku